What Are The Office Rules For My Co Worker'S Stray Dog?

"We will never get along, Lexi,” Finn Mars said to Lexi Pierce. “I’m a dog person, and you're a cat person.” She nodded. “I know… You love to party, and I don't.” "I'm not really much into reading. I like hiking and swimming,” Finn said, lowering his head and brushing his lips to hers. “But if I'm a dog, I want to imprint on you and follow you around.” Lexi sighed, reached for his mouth, and nibbled playfully on his bottom lip. "I hate to admit it, but if I'm a cat, I want you to become my favorite person.” Like their choice of pets, they argued a lot, fighting like cats and dogs, but then he fell in love with her bossy secretary. Despite being different, if they learn to tolerate each other, they can be friends, but he was hopeful they would be more than that.

Rule number one at Valour Group: Never stay past 6:00 PM. For most, leaving work early is a dream. For Katlyn Sterling, it’s a survival tactic. As the only assistant fierce enough to handle the cold and aloof billionaire Lukas Valour Hart, she has spent three long years strictly adhering to the rules—especially the one regarding his office door after sunset. She is used to his impossible demands and his suffocating silence, until the day the stakes become too high to walk away. When an urgent file forces Katlyn to breach his penthouse office at 6:01 PM, she doesn't find her billionaire boss. She finds a monster. Amidst shredded silk and shattered glass, Lukas Heart is mid-shift, a beast of shadow and golden eyes groaning in agonizing pain as he transforms into something unexplainable. Terrified, Katlyn does the only thing a sane person would do: she flees. But she doesn't get far before her beastly boss buries his fangs deep into the curve of her neck. She escapes the office, breathless and trembling, only to find the nightmare has followed her home. Waiting in her living room, laughing with her family, is Lukas. He isn't the boss she knows; he’s a predator wearing a suit, his smile a silent warning that her life is no longer her own. The next morning, Katlyn is ready to fly her family out of Jersey with a resignation letter in hand. But Lukas doesn't just reject her notice—he issues a demand. "Unfortunately, I marked you last night, assistant," he purrs, his gaze sweeping over her with possessive heat. "You can't leave. You won't survive twenty-four hours without my scent nearby. And since I need to ensure my secret stays buried... prepare yourself. We’re getting married in a week.”

I've founded a company that doesn't encourage overtime shifts, pays everyone on time, and doesn't impose performance evaluations on the employees at all. My employees are free to bring their pets to work. All of their applications for leave will be approved immediately. Heck, they have unlimited leave as well. I originally think that my employees will like me a lot thanks to these benefits. But I never expect my company to be featured on the Internet one day. It even gets labeled as a sweatshop, much to my shock. "Guys, I can't believe I got hired by a sweatshop company. The boss is extremely stingy who pays us low wages while pretending to be a nice guy this whole time!" My company is then shown in the video. The narrator's voice has been edited, so I can't tell whose voice it is. As I stare at the tranquil office scene in real-time, I find myself falling into deep thought. Meanwhile, the video is still going on. "Let me tell you how evil my boss is. Every other company tends to distribute gifts during the holidays that like food and luxury items. But my boss doesn't bother giving us any of the gifts. He uses the excuse that our company is a very flexible and humane company, so we don't do any gift-giving at all. As if! "He also claims that we don't have to undergo any performance evaluation. In other words, that means our wages aren't transparent at all. Maybe he's been secretly docking our pay behind our backs this whole time! "Being paid thousands of dollars for this job is already bad enough! To make things worse, I'm forced to listen to my boss boast about everything in the world! Do I look like I have that much time on my hands to listen to him blabber? I'm not his mom, for crying out loud!" Everyone in the comment section doesn't hesitate to lash out at me. "Holy shit, I can't believe such soul-sucking companies still exist! Poor you!" "Why are you still staying in that stupid company? Hurry up and leave! If I were you, I wouldn't be able to stay there for a minute longer!" "That's right! That boss of yours is an evil capitalist! He deserves to die!"

Nichole, who had just discovered her boyfriend cheating and sleeping with another woman, got drunk on her office roof, accidentally found a dog, and brought it home. But bizarrely enough, the moment she woke up, the dog had transformed into a man. And not just any ordinary man—that dog was her Boss, who was now claiming to be a Werewolf?!

Ceo's Dog Twenty days ago, Danny was a global rockstar, worshipped by millions under the blinding neon lights. He thought he was untouchable. But behind the glamour, his sanity was fracturing from severe panic attacks. In a fit of blind rage and despair, he wrecked a private gallery, destroying priceless, irreplaceable artifacts. Enter Cassian—the cold, ruthless, and elite CEO of Paris’s greatest auction house. Cassian doesn't care about rockstars; he only cares about assets and debts. And Danny now owes him a fortune he cannot pay. Driven into a corner by a 50-million-dollar penalty and immense damages, the proud idol is stripped of his fame and forced into absolute submission. To pay off his debt, Danny must leave the stage behind and enter Cassian's dark world. He was a god to his fans, but to Cassian, he is just a dog bound to a leash. Can a broken idol survive the cruel whims of a merciless master, or will he end up loving the very chains that bind him?

On the first work day after the holidays, Samuel Cooper, the department director, suddenly corners me at my workplace with an HR executive and two security guards. "Levi Young, you are fired! Now, hand over your work badge!" I frown instantly at Samuel. As I look at the growing crowd, I reply calmly, "Mr. Cooper, are you burning bridges now?" The Christmas holidays have lasted for nine days. But I'm the only one who has been working throughout the holidays. As soon as work starts after the holidays, Samuel wants to fire me right away. Samuel huffs coldly at me. "You leaked the company's core secrets! The fact that I'm not demanding compensation from you shows how kind-hearted I am! How dare you proclaim your so-called grievances before me!" "I… leaked the company's secrets?" I've been working at this company for five years. Sure, I've managed countless projects, but I have never made any mistakes as well. The sight of my stunned expression makes Samuel scoff in return. "That's enough. Cut it with the act! The security camera in the office has recorded everything clearly! On the night of Christmas Eve, you recited a long string of numbers and alphabets into your phone! What else could it be other than an encrypted message?" I'm left feeling flabbergasted for a few more seconds before realization dawns on me. The thing is… I was sharing the Wi-Fi password to a stray at the company that night!